Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2014 20:31:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals
Subject: Nifty Encounter
Adults & dogs, child with man, incest. It has it all so now you've been warned.
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html NIFTY CAN USE YOUR HELP SO PLEASE HELP
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"I really like your stories."
It was a pretty typical opening in the emails I got in response to the
stories I wrote and posted at Nifty.org.
"I especially like the dog stories. I've had a fascination with dog sex
since I was 13. Anyway I just wanted to say thanks and I hope you keep
writing hot stories."
In all the years I have been writing I always answer email, even those few
that are highly critical or offer suggestions as to where a story should
go... In their not so humble opinion.
"I'm glad you like it," I wrote back, "and that it resonated for you. If
you want to share your experiences, ask questions or just chat please feel
free to respond. Thanx for writing, Hugs, Tag_m."
That was a pretty typical response to such emails. I found his next
response in my email that night. Basically he was thrilled and surprised
that I wrote back and he would love to correspond. He shared briefly that
he had sucked and gotten fucked by a dog his first time at age 13 and loved
it from the get go. I shared some of my similar experiences and we went
back and forth for a few days.
He finally commented that he wished we could chat in person, not an
uncommon comment or wish with people that email me more than 2 or 3
times. I agreed with him. He further commented that he had moved to the
area he was living in about 6 months prior and didn't know anyone and of
course you can't just put that in your everyday personals section. "Wanted,
to get fucked by a dog."
I laughed in my response then asked where in general in the country had he
moved to. He told me and I responded back that I too lived in that general
area. After 3 more emails back and forth, each being a little cagey and not
wanting to admit everything we discovered that we lived 2-3 hours apart and
after another few emails he took the risk of sharing the exact city-slash-
towns where he lived and I reciprocated. I tended to go to his more rural
town from time to time on business, and told him so; much to his
excitement.
Now, in all the years and emails, I've had tons people say they lived
within a 1000 miles of the general area where I lived and of course we each
always said, "Well if you're ever in the area..." but of course that had
never happened. I had never corresponded with anyone so close in
proximity. All that being said and done, I agreed to meet him to "chat".
I was sitting at an outdoor table at a local coffee shop wearing what I had
said I would for identification when he approached the table. About 30
years old, maybe 5'10 he had dark brown hair worn a little long. He had
nice blue eyes as a focal point on a cute face, for a man, a slender body
and an open smile.
"Tague," he asked as he approached. I nodded my head and extended my
hand. "Steve," he said adding "You look pretty much like your picture" as
he sat down. Steve had a pleasant voice, not overly deep or high
pitched. All in all he made a presentable package and of course I was
curious as to what the rest of the package looked like but that hadn't been
broached even remotely in our emails. We were there to chat; or at least I
was and assumed he was as well. He got up to get a cup of coffee and I
admired a narrow and nicely shaped butt as he walked away from me. Less
than 5 minutes later he was back.
"So you've been with dogs before," he whispered although we had some pretty
well established privacy.
"Yeah as teen and some as an adult but nothing in the past 8 years of
so. How about you?"
"Like I said, I got hooked as a teen. I love sucking dog cock and I love
getting fucked by a big male dog. Interestingly I'm not turned on by
getting fucked by a man or boy although I've done it and still might on a
rare occasion. I'm pretty much hetero-besto, my own term. How about you?"
"Pretty much the same on the dog front. I loved sucking dog cock, have
chewed on a little bit of dog pussy but not fucked a female dog. I
definitely love having a big dog plow my ass. There's nothing like getting
fucked by a dog. I'm sort of bi in that I've been with plenty of women but
I'm pretty much gay and I prefer boys to men." I figured rightly that I
could disclose that information safely. I mean, what the fuck, we're
talking about sex with dogs.
"Boys huh? So what age range if you don't mind me asking."
"Not at all. My preference would be boys just starting puberty so 11 to 14
generally but I love boys of all ages and don't turn down any boy if he
offers or lets me know he's interested. The youngest I've been with was
8. I still have sex with guys over 18 but typically not all that often and
definitely not much beyond what you appear to be age wise. I haven't been
with a young boy in years.
We continued to talk and share, both admitting that we were getting a
little boned from the discussion but not suggesting that we do anything
about it.
"You know, you are as genuine as you sounded in your emails and I'm really
glad that we both took the opportunity to meet each other," he said. I
agreed whole heartedly, assuming that the visit was ending.
"What would you say to coming over to my place and getting your ass plowed
by a big dog?" I was more than surprised. At no time had Steve mentioned or
even alluded to having a dog. I stated that to him and he chuckled.
"I didn't want to put too much information out there to begin with but
definitely not without having seen you face to face once we got to this
point. There are some other things I haven't told you as well. I'm married
and my wife is also a zoo. She loves having our dogs lick her pussy and
then fuck her and she loves sucking dog cock as much as you and I do." I
nodded my head.
"So, she would be there as well?" Steve nodded his head. "Would there be an
expectation that I engage with your wife or with you and your wife
together?"
"Offer, yes, expectation, no. However I'm not sure you'd have time for us
in any case. We have a 10 year old son named Taylor who turns 11
tomorrow. My boy is a huge fan of yours and in fact has emailed with you a
little bit. His on line name is TaylorBaby."
I was shocked once again. I remembered emailing with the boy and although
he would never admit he was a young boy it was kind of obvious in his
writing skills. He professed loving my work preferring man boy stories and
boy boy stories. He stated that he was pretty sure he was gay but hadn't
done much of anything about it. He sort of fell off the grid and I never
heard more from him.
"As you probably know he's gay, wants to be with a man and not another
little boy or a teenage boy. He engages with my wife and I to a point where
he watches us fuck on a regular basis, will nurse my wife or finger her
from time to time. He's sucked me a few times, jacked me more than a few
times and I've sucked him as well. Taylor loves sucking dog cock like we do
and getting fucked although we have not let him tie.
"Considering that Taylor thinks the sun shines out your ass my wife and I
would be honored if you would be his first lover. I know my son would be on
board with that since he's mentioned more than once that if he had a choice
he would choose you for his first. Of course we would want to be present
when it happened but considering the fact that by that time we would all
have engaged in who knows how many activities, fucking Taylor in private
probably wouldn't be a priority."
I could agree with Steve on that but only partially. Being honored with
boys' virginity means a lot more to me than simply fucking. As such I think
it merits privacy but that decision would be Taylor's or his parents and
not mine.
"So, would you accept an invitation to our home Tague?" I nodded my head.
"Yes I would." As we walked to my car Steve told me that Taylor had no idea
that he had been in contact with me and certainly had no clue I might be
coming to the house. His wife knew it was possible and he would call her on
his cell phone while he drove. I would follow him, it was about a 15 minute
drive and most it was on a back road in the country. Before I got into my
car and he wandered over to his I stopped him.
"So you know Steve, my name isn't Tague." He stopped and looked at
me. "It's Daryn." He nodded his head.
"Thank you for the trust Daryn." He walked to a red pickup, climbed in and
off we went. We headed out of town, which took about 7 minutes, in the
direction that I had come from. A few miles out of the city limits we left
the highway and moved onto a country road, following its steady uphill
climb for a good 3 miles before pulling off onto a non-descript dirt
road. It was wide enough for the vehicles and that was it; no trespassing
and no hunting signs were the first evidence of man. Less than 20 feet in a
metal gate was opening for us. The road widened and we continued through
woods for a quarter of a mile, still going gradually uphill, before moving
back into the open and pulling up in front of a single story log home and
parking next to a green Subaru Outback. I parked alongside him.
The front door of the cabin opened and a beautiful blond woman stepped out
onto the covered porch and waved. "My wife Rita," Steve said as we headed
toward the stone walkway. At the top of the steps Steve kissed his wife
hello and introduced us.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Daryn," she said, the hint of a British accent
on her voice. She was a somewhat petite woman, as slender as her husband,
and she appeared to have some really nice tits hidden beneath the red plaid
flannel shirt she was wearing. Not huge or small but ample, if that makes
any sense. Her ass was held nicely inside a pair of worn wrangler jeans and
for just a brief instant I had a vision of her on her hands and knees and
being driven by a large dog.
"Hey Dad," A high pitched melodic voice said and a young boy came through
the door and popped out around his mother. He was incredibly cute. His
thick, dark blond hair was worn long, grazing his eye lids, covering his
ears, and would cover the collar of a shirt had he been wearing a collared
shirt instead of a bright yellow t-shirt with black splatters across the
front that morphed into a logo of some sort in the center. Worn with a hint
at a part without there actually being one, his hair had body to it, the
beginning of curl in the long stands causing them to flip out ever so
slightly at the ends. His stature was more like his mother than his father
and if the boy was taller than 5 feet I'd have been surprised.
"Hey son," Steve said hoisting the boy up for a hug and kiss on the lips
then setting him back down. "Taylor I want you to meet a friend of mine,
this is Daryn. Steve this is my baby boy Taylor." The boy gave me a
beautiful grin that flashed crystal white and near perfect teeth, his upper
center's being slightly longer that the rest but not to a point of
distraction in any way.
"Hey Daryn," he replied, his voice almost musical. "Welcome to..." And here
he said something that I didn't understand but he quickly clarified. "It
means Peaceful Hill in Indian," the boy explained. He shook my hand in a
soft gentle grip.
"You know son, you may already know Daryn but by a different name." Taylor
had a perplexed expression on his smooth clear face. "I think you might
know him as Tague Michaels or Tag M." The boys' eyes went from furrowed to
wide open and his mouth formed an "oh". He looked to his dad then to me.
"Really? No, I don't believe you." Then he looked at his dad again and back
to me. "Really."
"Yes, really TaylorBaby," I said with a smile. "One of my stories that you
liked really well was Mysterious Dragon Boy. You also liked Corky, and
Majah and the Amazing Foot Long and the boy story Even Straight Boys Do
It." Taylor was quiet for a moment.
"Oh my God it really is you," he whispered, his fingertips touching mouth
in that gesture of surprise and wonder.
"I must that I thoroughly enjoy your stories as well Daryn," Rita said,
"Very stimulating stuff. Perhaps we'll provide fodder for a new one."
"Are you spending the night with us Daryn," Taylor asked, hope and
excitement very evident in his voice.
"Let's not put the cart before the horse sexy boy. We still have to have
dinner."
"On that note I have a quiche and fresh bread so dinner will be ready in 20
minutes," Rita said then headed into the house.
"We tend to eat light but hearty on nights that are designated for play,"
Steve said. "Typically we'll have something more substantial later on."
Taylor piped up with, "Then you are staying, at least to play with us."
Steve draped an arm across his son's shoulders and said that had yet to be
determined but it was possible and that an invitation had been
extended. Taylor came around to my side.
"Please Daryn, stay with us at least for the evening. It could be my
birthday present. I'm going to be 11 tomorrow," he said with a child's
typical glee for such an important event.
"Well, since it's your birthday I suppose that's as an important a reason
to stay as anything so for you Taylor, yes, I would love to stay, and to
spend the night if that's part of the invitation." I looked to Steve as I
said it and the man nodded his head.
"Yessss," the adorable young cutie said, emphasizing it with a fist pump
then practically slammed into me and hugged me tightly.
"Told you," Steve said, the message being send more by his lips moving than
actual sound although it was there but very faint. It was followed by a
thank you with fingertips pressed to forehead.
"You can sleep in my room with me Daryn," Taylor offered. I patted his
shoulder and thanked him.
"I think the guest room would be more appropriate son," his father
said. Taylor's facial expression was crestfallen until his father added,
"The bed is larger and more comfortable." It would appear that the young
hottie had lay claim to my person and perhaps even a great deal of my
time. I was okay with that. Given a choice of dog or boy I'd take Taylor,
hands down, every single time.
"Even better," Taylor said exuberantly and snuggled up to me as we entered
the house.
The living room kitchen and dining area was a large open space unobstructed
by walls or kitchen cabinets. The furniture was of a heavy, western cabin
style of dark wood but lighter patterned fabric for cushions and the
like. A large stone fireplace dominated the wall on the opposite end from
the kitchen dining area. The smells that dominated the area were
mouthwatering.
"Since it appears that you're spending the night Daryn, do you have a bag
with you," Steve asked and I said that I did. Taylor offered to get it for
me and I gave him the go ahead. The boy trotted out the door.
"He is so totally smitten with you Daryn; I'm afraid he's going to be glued
to your hip the entire time that you're here. Don't hesitate to re-direct
him if you need to."
"Honestly, I'm okay with it so far Steve," I replied. "He seems like an
incredibly sweet boy and well-meaning too. An honestly, who can't stand a
little adoration from time to time but I will damper him down gently if I
need to. Thanks." Steve chuckled and clapped my on the back.
"I think adoration is probably an understatement. I wouldn't be surprise if
he professed his undying love before you leave. And yes, he is a sweet kid,
wouldn't harm a fly. But I'll tell you this too, he is one passionate
little fucker. In the few times he's had heavy interaction with me or my
wife his passion is incredible." Taylor came bounding through the door as
only a boy can, carrying my small overnight bag.
"I'll show you your room Daryn," he offered. Steve told me to go ahead so I
followed the boy down a hall, admiring the form and shape of his tiny
boys-ish butt inside the jeans. He led me into a large room, the king sized
bed, nightstand and a chair done in the bark peeled log style in keeping
with a western motif. A large window looked out onto a back yard, large
shed, dog kennel and the woods beyond.
"Here's the bathroom but you share it with me," Taylor said, opening the
door so I could indeed see that it was as he said. I had sat on the edge of
the bed then let myself flop backwards to discover a very soft, comfortable
mattress. Taylor came over and lay facing me, propped up on an elbow. I
turned to face him.
"You're my hero you know," he said softly and quite earnestly. "I've wanted
to be with you since I first read one of your stories. I love the way your
men are so gently and caring and loving with their boys and that's what I
want too. I want you to be my first lover Daryn, more than anything in the
world." Taylor leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips then pulled
back a little. His eyes looked into mine then he leaned forward again only
this time it was a full mouth kiss which I responded to with equal
enthusiasm but I broke it after about 10 seconds.
"Why did you stop Daryn," Taylor asked, his body already exhibiting the
signs of lust.
"Because I am a guest in your parents' home," I said and kissed him on the
nose. "Because there will be plenty of time for you and me to continue on
that path as well as the opportunity to do so." I kissed him again, this
time on the lips. "So I shall treat you like a bride on a wedding night and
save it all for when the time is appropriate." This time the hot young
preteen kissed me.
"I understand Daryn." That said, we got off the bed, both adjusted our
hardened cocks, and went to join his parents but got side tracked. "Wanna
see my room?" I nodded and we detoured into a room that was distinctly
boy. A mitt with a ball in it and a bat sat in one corner. A model of a
bi-plane hung from one corner of the ceiling a dragon kite hung in the
opposite corner. A rifle rested on a rack on one wall and a model car in
progress was on a foldable card table a few feet from a students' desk
complete with computer and books. The room was neat and clean and the bed
made. A laundry basket sat by the door that Taylor was pointing out went to
the bathroom. A glance at the laundry basket revealed a pair of girl's
panties at the pile of clothing. Taylor followed the direction of my eyes.
"I like to wear panties some times. They feel so good on my skin, on my
cock and my balls," he said, not apologizing in the least. I offered the
kid silent kudos for his self-confidence and self-awareness. "Have you ever
done that Daryn, worn girls panties?" I shook my head. He urged me to try
it sometime. We left and joined his father in the living room and I was
offered a drink. I elected to have a beer and sat on the sofa to chat while
waiting for dinner. Taylor perched right next to me in a somewhat
proprietary manner.
Talk was light, some sports, that sort of thing and 10 minutes later we sat
down to eat. The food was excellent but I ate only enough to take the edge
off of my hunger. Both Steve and Rita enjoyed a glass of wine with dinner
and even Taylor was given a small glass.
"Neither of us are big drinkers but we've found that a little alcohol
enhances the emotive quality by reducing anxiety." I agreed with him and
accepted glass for myself. I was feeling a little anxious to say the
least. After the dinner was finished and things cleaned up we adjourned to
the living room. Rita snuggled up with Steve on one end of the large sofa
and Taylor cuddled up to me. Steve hit the remote on the large flat screen
and a video came on.
A naked woman was lying on a bed while a large Rottweiler was worker her
pussy over with his tongue. On the other side of the dog a boy had reached
beneath and was stroking its furry sheath, coaxing a large red cock to come
out. Once a good 4 inches were visible the boy got down and began licking
the meaty missile before taking it into his mouth. The camera man had
gotten down with him and recorded it from close up. The expression on the
boys' face was one of bliss as he bobbed his head to and from. Apparently
the dog was well trained for it allowed the boy to do what he was doing,
all the while slathering the moaning woman's pussy with his big pink
tongue.
I felt Taylor's hand rest on my thigh then move to the front of my pants to
feel and grope on my hard cock. I turned so that I could do the same to him
and did so, finding him hard as stone. Taylor stopped what he was doing and
quickly shucked his jeans, staying in his briefs then snuggled back up
against me.
"There," he said. I put my hand back between his legs and felt up his
boner, a seemingly nice piece of flesh. At the other end of the sofa his
mother had her top off and her hand on her husband's crotch while he was
busy nursing on one of her hot tits.
On the screen the scene had changed and the camera angle was now underneath
the woman and pointing up to her pussy and the large pink dog cock that
hunting for his target. A small hand guided the big dick and a second later
it plunged deep into the woman's cunt causing to moan loudly. The dog began
rabbit fucking her immediately. It was fucking not to watch. The hand
stayed in place to prevent the woman from being knotted so that we could
watch her get dog fucked.
Taylor started working at my jeans then finally said, "Take your pants off
Daryn I need to get at your cock." The boys' voice was deepened in lust,
his eyes about half closed. I stood up and got my jeans off, saw that Steve
was already naked from the waist down, pants and briefs at his ankles while
his wife bobbed on his hard cock.
"Go ahead Daryn, you can strip down," he said and watched as I peeled my
briefs off to reveal 7¾ inches of stiff dick. "Sweet," he said
appreciatively. Rita elected to look up and get a glimpse of me before her
son latched onto it with his mouth and began sucking me off. It was a
little weird getting sucked off by a preteen boy in front of his parents
who themselves were engaging in sexual behavior. Still, I managed to get
through it.
Both Rita and Steve stood and stripped naked revealing a cock larger than
mine and a pussy that was shaved except for a thin strip of shirt cropped
sandy colored hair along her slit. Steve was pretty well trimmed up down
there as well. On the screen the woman groaned loudly as the hand moved and
the dog knotted her cunt and what a big fucking knot it was. I stepped back
from Taylor, taking my cock from him and getting a questioning
expression. He stood up and I dropped quickly to my knees and tugged his
briefs down to reveal a perfectly formed boy.
Taylor was probably 4½ inches or so long, uncut and smooth as billiard
ball. His balls had already dropped and hung loose in a hairless sac. His
belly was flat for the most part but had that slope to it that young boys
often have. I retracted the foreskin, it and the swollen head a bright red,
then pulled it down and put my mouth over it and began sucking the boy and
taking in his musky fragrance.
"Oh gosh Daryn, oh gosh," Taylor whispered above me and started moving his
hips gently, fucking my mouth. I put my hands on his glorious butt and
kneaded the flesh, reveling in the feel of him. I heard his mother moan and
saw his father with his face between her thighs and buried in her pussy.
I only stayed there a moment and stopped then stood partially and sat on
the sofa pulling the boy to me and engaged him in a mouth wide open tongue
battling kiss that he responded to with immediate pressure and
enthusiasm. I rubbed up and down on Taylor, and he on me as we tongue
fucked each other's mouth.
"I need Takish," I heard Rita say and Taylor broke the kiss.
"Takish is our Ovcharka. Put your underwear on and we'll get him and
introduce you." I did as the boy asked and as we left Rita and Steve were
lowering the back of the sofa to create a bed. I followed Taylor through
the kitchen, a large mud room and out the back door. As we headed toward
the kennel Taylor called out.
"Takish," followed by a word I didn't understand, and did so a couple of
times using a different word after the dogs' name. "I am calling him and
announcing you are a friend; that we are going to breed, to have sex and to
sit. The kennel was large and divided into a couple of individual cages but
3 dogs roamed in the large open center of the kennel. All were large but
the one next to the gate was a monster.
The thing was huge and I would learn later tipped the scales at a whopping
143 pounds. Taylor had me put my hand to the fence to allow the dogs to
sniff at me. All 3 of them then sat and waited and I could see that all 3
were starting to get boners, the pink tips of their cocks starting to show
outside their sheaths. As he opened the gate Taylor commanded the dogs to
stay, and they did. When he released them they bounded out with the typical
unbridled enthusiasm that dogs have.
"This is Bakka," he said introducing me to the large blue Dane, "and
Malik," the Rottweiler whose head he patted. Takish was a short haired
Ovcharka as opposed to the other type with a lot of long hair. I would
imagine that the choice was in order to actually see the action as the dog
penetrated whatever hole he was fucking at the moment. That too would be
confirmed in conversation later.
In the living room we found Rita on her hands and knees at the edge of the
sofa, Steve standing behind her and sliding his large cock in and out of
her ass while she was busy mauling her clit with a small vibrator.
"I don't want to get fucked by a dog dad," Taylor said, "I want Daryn to
fuck me" and to me he asked, "If that's okay with you Daryn." I assured the
boy that it was. I could just as easily wait to get fucked as well but
allowed as I might want to suck some dog cock first. Taylor asked about
getting licked first too and I said that would be great as well.
He and I had removed our briefs to reveal my loss of a hard on but Taylor
was about half way boned. Steve directed Takish to his wife's exposed
crotch and the dog went right to work lapping up and down the length of her
gash and of course Rita was moaning like mad and telling the dog he was a
good boy. The big brute knew that the outcome was going to be that he would
fuck his human so his cock was by then over half way out of its sheath. He
was huge, no doubt about that and I wondered about taking him up my ass.
Steve got down next to him, stroked a little, then climbed under and began
licking the meaty flesh before taking it into his mouth. "Do you want to be
licked on your back or your hands and knees," Taylor asked me and when I
said on my back he directed me to lie on the sofa down from his
mother. Once there Bakka was turned loose and began washing my hole with
glee. God that felt amazing. I loved rimming and being rimmed but goddamn
if a dog didn't do the best job. Taylor did to Bakka what his dad was
doing; got underneath and began sucking the Great Dane's cock. I had
already seen that it was big, maybe even as big as Takish.
Taylor didn't stay there long but got up, pushed the dog away then took its
place, holding my legs back the boy began rimming me with as much
enthusiasm as the dog had. He got to his hands and knees to do it so Bakka
simply went behind Taylor and went about licking his hole and his balls. I
could hear Taylor moan as he worked on me and got more excited about the
time I'd be spending with him.
"Fuck baby," Rita finally said, "I need that dog cock in my cunt." Taylor
backed away so that we could both watch his mother get plowed by Takish. It
was my opportunity to suck a dog cock so it got underneath him and while
Taylor jacked him off I sucked. His cock was, as I said, huge both long and
thick. While I sucked Rita moved into position on he hands and knees at the
edge of the sofa and the big brute licked on her a little more.
I finally backed from under him and stood to the side with Taylor who
elected to play with my cock as long as it was available. Steve brought in
a contraption for Rita to kneel on. Imagine a living room bench almost wide
enough to seat 2 people. Now take the center out of the seat leaving it a U
shaped seat, open at the front.
"Dad designed it so I could get underneath and have a clear view of him or
mom getting fucked. The seat is adjustable up and down," Taylor explained
adding that a person could kneel on it or sit or be on their back. Takish
was getting antsy, his cock still about half way out but slowly
retracting. As Rita climbed onto it Taylor told me to go ahead and lay
underneath so I could really see his mom getting fucked.
I took him up on the offer and crawled in underneath where Rita and gotten
into position and look up through the cutout to see her pussy not far above
my face. Takish was busy ravaging her with his tongue. I felt movement at
my legs and raised my head enough to see Taylor climb between them to begin
working on my cock with his hand and then his mouth. I heard Steve give the
command to mount and watch Takish do just that.
Understand that my face was barely 18 inches from the action so I got a
close up of the dog mounting Rita, his cock about half way out of its
sheath and poking around for the target. It only took a moment and be
plunged all the way inside of her as only a dog can do. Rita all but cried
out as he rammed the entire length of his doggie boner into her hungry
cunt.
Takish power fucked Rita as on a dog can. Steve had his fingers in there to
prevent the knot from going in right away. He managed to the sheath pulled
back and the knot fully exposed, the angry red lump as big as a hardball or
more.
"Oh god yes, yes, fuck my pussy Takish," she moaned, "fuck my pussy with
your big dog cock." The squishy sound of dog cock and wet cunt was loud. I
watched Steve's hand move out of the way and the knot get plunged into his
wife's cunt. Rita screamed.
"Oohhh Jesus fucking Christ," she moaned, almost a deep growl. Takish
continue to fuck the living shit out of her and he too had a low growl
coming from his throat.
"Bakka come," I heard Steve. I raised my head and saw the man on his hands
and knees about 10 feet in front of his wife. The big Dane went right to
him, sniffed his asshole then simply mounted him. Like Takish, the dog's
cock was half way out of its sheath before it mounted Steve. The dog began
humping right away and found its target almost immediately, if Steve's loud
grunt was an indicator of same and the way he got fucked was identical to
his wife's.
"God I can feel his cum shooting into my cunt," Rita moaned. Throughout all
of this Taylor continued to suck my cock, lick and suck on my balls and
just generally work me over. While it was fun watching his parents get
fucked by big dogs I really felt like it was time to get to the boy and do
to him what he was doing to me and then accept the gift of his virgin ass
and do to him what the dogs were doing to his parents. The first droplets
of dog sperm dripping out of Rita's cunt encouraged me to leave. Any other
time I might have been willing to lay there, play with the dogs balls and
try to catch the leaking cum in my mouth but I had other commitments.
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I have almost 200 stories posted on nifty. Go to the prolific authors link
on nifty home page, scroll down till you find me and you will find links to
all of my stories. N-joi
Hugs,
Tag_m